It’s hard to think of a film that will be more openly divisive between critics, and yet no one in the general public would see or even necessarily enjoy all that much than Ridley Scott and Cormac McCarthy's The Counselor. I have no idea who this movie is aimed at pleasing or entertaining outside of McCarthy himself, but I’m kind of glad it exists. I think.

This week's archival home entertainment column takes a look at the equally surreal worlds of professional wrestling (The Best of WCW Clash of the Champions) and the mind of John Malkovich (Being John Malkovich).